If Time Knew

"The first time I met her, she was eighteen. In the square." Yan Xi said: "..." She finished and had no impression at all. The fingertips of the person blocking her rubbed her cheek, and his voice was as clear and warm as water, "The second time I saw her, she was twenty years old. On the plane." Beautiful scenery on a good day, a gentle night, and the desire to survive forces Yan Xisha to smile inwardly. She has impressions, impressions. Very good. "The third time I saw her, she was twenty-two. On the playground." Ji Chenxi held her hand and kissed her, her long eyelashes drooping, making the night more delicate and tender for no reason. "Fortunately, she remembers me." Pre-collection of "Running Again to Break Your Dog Legs", the column can be seen Lin Jiu always thought that she missed it and would never see Jiang Juan again. Until she accidentally opened the financial news and saw an upstart investment banker who was favored by the media after returning to China recently. Lin Jiu had seen it on the news many times. He stooped out of a black Bentley, and was still standing tall despite being frantically surrounded by reporters, with the hair on his forehead not messed up at all. Until Lin Jiu was helped out of the car by the police. With a roar, a man in a suit stepped off the motorcycle he rode from nowhere, walked up to her in a few steps, and shouted at her: "Lin Jiu, who asked you to get into the wild man's car for me?" After many years of separation, Lin Jiu met his old friend again amidst the chaos of war. Intention: